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“Don’t spill your cocoa,” he told her.
She started to move to set it on the table next to them, but Theo shook his head. “Nope. Hold it. Don’t spill. And don’t scream out my name, no matter how much you want to.”
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She swallowed hard,both hands wrapped around her mug tightly. “Theo—”
“Follow directions, and I’ll beveryproud of you, City Girl,” he said gruffly.
God, she felt good. She was slick and wet and hot. He wanted to bury his fingers deep. And his tongue. And his cock.
And when he praised her, her hips moved as if trying to get closer to his hand.
She cleared her throat. "Well, if I can't react to anything that’s happening, you can't either," she said as his finger moved up and down over her clit.
She was doing well keeping her face impassive, but Theo noticed the pink flush to her cheeks.
"What does that mean?" he asked.
"Well, we have to talk. We can’t just sit here staring at each other, not saying anything."
"Okay." He slipped his finger inside her wet heat up to his first knuckle. "Talk."
"When we get upstairs, if you think that cookie frosting is only going on me, you're sadly mistaken."
He moved his finger in and out, and she shifted on his lap.
"We might need more cookies." He slid his finger in a little deeper.
She wet her lips. "Yeah, I have a lot of surface area to cover on you."
He gave her a grin and rewarded her for that compliment by slipping a second finger in. But only to his second knuckle on both fingers.
She shifted one leg, spreading her thighs. He slid his fingers deeper. The cup in her hand wobbled. "This is fun," she said. "But I wish I could have your mouth on my nipples. They’re aching."
Okay, that got to him. He sucked in a little breath.
She laughed lightly. "Now who looks turned on?"
"As if you didn't know I was turned on." He pressed his hard cock against her ass cheek. "Of course, all you have to do is walk into a room and smile. Or not even smile. I feel like I'm always half-hard around you."
She leaned closer. "And my panties are always a little wet when you're around."
His fingers sunk deeper. "I know, City Girl. I know.”
Then she kissed him. And he supposed it didn’t surprise anyone sitting around them. But he couldn’t kiss her as deep and long and hard as he wanted to.
Still, as her tongue stroked over his lower lip, he pumped his fingers deep, in and out three times.
She pulled back. "You’re a good kisser."
"I love playing with you."
She looked directly into his eyes. "Me too. And not just because your fingers feelreallygood right now.”
He groaned quietly. He loved knowing that he made her feel good.
“You’re a lot of fun," she told him.
